Chapter 229: Dead end?

The dinner is over.
The pharmacist who attended the dinner gradually dispersed.
Naturally, Wang Yu would not stay too much. He took Zhou Dinghai, Qiu Ling and others and walked towards the outside of the mansion.
Ying Kuo sat quietly in the position with a calm complexion and no happiness or anger. Looking at Wang Yu's leaving back, the murderous intent in his eyes gradually appeared.
As previously planned, after the banquet, he will make an appointment with Wang Yu.
However, Wang Yu's various performances at the banquet allowed Ying to relax and subdue Wang Yu's thoughts. This kid is so arrogant and will not be subdued.
"Zuo Qing!" Ying Kuo's faint voice sounded.
Before, the middle-aged man in front of the mansion court came over and came to Ying Kuo's body, clasped his fists and arched his hands, with his upper body bent, showing a respectful posture.
"Wang Yu can't be used by me! What do you say?" Ying Kuo asked.
"Kill!" There was a cold light in Zuo Qing's eyes.
"Pick a few great primordial cultivators in the mansion, let them move!" There is no more words, Ying Kuo said.
"Yes!" Zuo Qing clasped his fists and withdrew slowly.
Soon after, Zuo Qing and three men in black robes chased after Wang Yu at the side gate of the Three Prince's Mansion Garden.
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In order to house pharmacists from all over the country, the Shenyao Pavilion was created very wide, with eight gates.
Different pharmacists live in different courtyards, and the distances of the eight gates are also different. Therefore, after leaving the courtyard of the Three Princes, the pharmacists returned separately.
There were two or three other teams of alchemists in the direction that Wang Yu led Qiu Ling, Zhou Dinghai and others.
Those people found Wang Yu and others, and seemed to look down on Wang Yu and took their brothers to speed up. Soon Wang Yu and the others were left on the way back.
Don't look at Wang Yu in the banquet hall. In fact, his heart is very solemn.
His performance in the banquet hall was tantamount to directly rejecting Ying Kuo's solicitation. With his recent talents, did Ying Kuo let him go.
Of course, if he showed obedience in the banquet hall, Ying Kuo would accept him as a subordinate and would no longer embarrass him.
However, that was not what Wang Yu wanted. His pride prevented him from becoming someone else's subordinate even if he died.
After leaving the Yingkuo Mansion, Wang Yu clearly felt a chill rushing towards him.
If you were someone else, you might think that you were suspicious. Wang Yu would never think so. On the contrary, he would take this feeling very seriously.
The masters of body refining flow have a whim, and those who are strong in refining air flow have the instinct to seek good luck and avoid evil.
He is refining both the body and the qi. He has practiced two types of methods that induce crises early. Both his heart and soul feel chills, which is enough to show that danger is approaching him, and he is getting closer.
There is an hour's journey from the Three Princes' Mansion to the south of Xianyang City and the Shenyao Pavilion in the center.
Now he had walked two-fifths of the journey, and it would take at least half an hour to return to the Shenyao Pavilion. Even if Wang Yu runs with all his strength, it will take a quarter of an hour or two.
But the sense of crisis approached quickly, and it was impossible for him to avoid it.
"Since I can't escape, let me fight you."
There was a cold light in Wang Yu's eyes.
Thinking of this, he stopped, turned around and said to Zhou Dinghai and the others: "You go back first, I will arrive later."
Hearing this, Zhou Dinghai and Qiu Ling, their pupils shrank, and thought of something.
Zhou Dinghai left with Song Laosan and Wu Yunniang directly, while Qiuling looked at Wang Yu and said, "Do you really need my help?"
"Look for Elder Xu." Wang Yu said.
"Okay!" Qiu Ling didn't hesitate anymore, turned and galloped towards the Shenyao Pavilion, making Song Laosan, who had just walked a few steps, some wonder.
Why are you walking so fast? Hurry to reincarnate!
"Go!" Song Lao San didn't understand yet, Zhou Dinghai yelled in a deep voice, and ran toward the Shenyao Pavilion.
Song Laosan and Wu Yunniang glanced at each other, a little confused.
However, the two wanted to follow Zhou Dinghai. Since Zhou Dinghai also ran so fast, the two naturally would not walk slowly, and they also chased up.
Soon, in the middle of the night, Wang Yu was left alone in a certain alley in Xianyang City.
He glanced back at the direction of the Third Prince's Mansion, took out a few array flags from the meson bag, and arranged them in the alley.
He knew very well that now he could not be the opponent of the people sent by the three princes.
What he has to do is to delay as much as possible. When Elder Xu arrives, he will be saved. How to delay time depends on his formation.
As the third prince, Ying Kuo has a noble status, and most of his subordinates are strong.
Sending some great primordial monks is not difficult.
Wang Yu's current cultivation base can at best deal with the great monks in the early Yuanshen period. If all kinds of methods are used, it may also strangle the great monks in the middle Yuanshen.
If the opponent comes from the mid-primary stage of the soul, or even the latter, he will not do it.
He took out eight, eight and sixty-four flags, and as he kept throwing them out, he kept making handprints, and the 64 flags were placed.
With a hum, the sixty-four flags were connected, and then they were hidden.
In order not to be suspected, he took out the Azure Dragon Sword from the meson bag, sat in the middle of the large formation, holding the hilt in his hand, and the tip of the sword touching the ground, waiting quietly.
call!
It took more than thirty breaths.
A breeze blew over, blowing some hair on Wang Yu's forehead, Wang Yu's eyes condensed, and he looked up.
I saw that another pair in the alley showed four figures, gradually walking towards him.
Slowly, the four walked into the range of Wang Yu's formation.
All four of them were dressed in black robes, and their auras were all above the middle stage of the soul. The strongest person was like a great monk at the peak of the soul, and his aura gave Wang Yu a sense of familiarity.
"It's him!"
Wang Yu's brows constricted, and he thought of the middle-aged housekeeper in front of Yingkuo Mansion.
This person's aura is long, and it is by no means comparable to that of a general primordial primordial cultivator. This is a bit troublesome.
"You, dictate yourself!"
Seeing Wang Yu who was waiting in front of him, Zuo Qing smiled contemptuously, and said coldly, not paying attention to Wang Yu.
Even in his heart, asking him to assassinate a cultivator at the peak of the Purple Mansion's early stage was a bit of a discount, but he could only execute it if he made this an order from his Highness.
Not just him, but also the three subordinates around him.
It is best not to do it.
"Ha ha!"
Wang Yu chuckled and slowly got up, with the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, pointing straight at the four people: "Wang’s life is here. If you have the ability, come and get it. But let me tell you in advance that if Wang is not dead today, how many of you There is no doubt that people will die, and even the person behind you will never live."
When Zuo Qing heard the words, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to avenge his Highness and seek death.
"Go to one person and kill him." Zuo Qing commanded. Among the three behind him, looking at each other, someone sighed and walked out.
"Boy, go to hell!" The man shouted angrily, stepped forward and killed Wang Yu.
However, Wang Yu raised his sword with his left hand, reached his mouth, and whispered: "Gossip ecstasy array, come!"
Hum! A loud voice rang in the alley.